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Gregory Hines, so mines tap by the bays
Bedroom wit'cha, long nights and short days
The way to keep you jonesin'
'til the sun comes up
Mos def,
Here I am lost in the wind
'Round in circles sailing
Like a ship that never comes in
Standing by myself
Sing a sad song for a good man
Sing a sad
Here I am lost in the wind
'Round in circles sailing
Like a ship that never comes in
Standing by myself
Sing a sad song for a good man
Sing
the mic tight strike like a rattle bring
Rhymes and nines to the motherfucking battle
So sun down to sun up run up with my gun up
All brakes get
I have seen a summer day
That slowly opens like a rose
Along a quiet road that wanders by
And I have smiled and wonder'd
Where it goes
I have
paid muh fucker
Outweighed by all the darkness around
My way lil sucker
Ashtray as full as a trucker
You know these western diet blood suckers we
Kill em
days he's going to be dead boys
Sun out, running out of luck
Wait, wait by the door
There's something else
Something happenin' around here
I don't know
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
He could be the hottest man alive
But he can't hold a flame up to you and I
'Cause I'm so much better
your dreaming
I love, to fall asleep next to you
I'm just a simple man wishing
My queen stays by my side
And if she wants me, I'll promise to fight
I'm
dead by the morning
My man, we are the entire fuck out here
Lights up, Ryan's up, fire up the sound gear
Been accused of the recklessness but I don't
Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm lyin still
In a lonely spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his native land
In the place that they call
Oooohh, yo Vice drop this heat dog, ugh
Hit the bass line, yo Vice what you're doin' man
Straight up, ugh
I'm too deep to quit, and too strick
As time went by faith in you grew, so one thing's left for me to do (finish you)
I feel it burn inside, burn like the rising sun
Lifted into the sky,
of mud
Now we barely move let alone just run
Expected to be cool round the lonely sun
Grounds... dog pound
Loud... dogs now
Kneel before the slushy
Man
Mack elevens and M-16's
High caliber, so why try it?
You live by it, so you die by it
A muthafuckin' gun...
[WC]
Who's the man with the strap in his
eat without a sound
Digesting England by the pound
Young man says
"you are what you eat" - eat well
Old man says "you are what
You wear" - wear well
You
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
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